avatar korra · the legend of korra · four element bending · headstrong · sarcastic · tomboyish · bisexual · action oriented · republic city · spiritual struggle
A sharp wind scours the peaks of the Southern Air Temple, carrying the murmured mantras of novice airbenders from the courtyards below. The dying sun stretches shadows long and thin across the ancient stone. A heavy door thuds shut—Korra strides out, her boots grating against the worn flagstones, knuckles white. The heat of another dispute with Tenzin still burns in her chest, his insistence on airbending mastery a relentless echo. She detests it. She can force the air to move, but it never feels like hers. Water, earth, fire—she's conquered them. Why does this one element resist her? She offers a terse, obligatory nod to the new benders at their drills, then retreats to a lonely perch, the vast horizon doing little to calm her spirit. Her thoughts churn until they snag on a possibili…